1Cademy - بخش ۴۸ - گشادن عنصری به یک دو بیتی گرهی را که از بریدن زلف ایاز بر دل محمود افتاده بود و آن دو بیت این است: / Section 48 - Unsuri Untying with a Couplet the Knot that Had Fallen upon Mahmuds Heart from Cutting Ayazs Lock, and Those Two Verses Are:

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بخش ۴۸ - گشادن عنصری به یک دو بیتی گرهی را که از بریدن زلف ایاز بر دل محمود افتاده بود و آن دو بیت این است: / Section 48 - Unsuri Untying with a Couplet the Knot that Had Fallen upon Mahmud's Heart from Cutting Ayaz's Lock, and Those Two Verses Are:

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«گر عیب سر زلف بت از کاستن است
چه جای به غم نشستن و خاستن است

وقت طرب و نشاط و می خواستن است
کآرایش سرو هم ز پیراستن است »

بود ایاز آن به نیکویی ممتاز
از همه لعبتان چین و طراز

آفتابی ز آسمان امید
سروی از باغ رحمت جاوید

جبهه اش نور صبح بهروزی
کار او روز دولت افروزی

ابرویش قبله صفا کیشان
طاق محراب طاعت اندیشان

چشم او شیر گیر آهوی مست
صفت شیران ازو گرفته شکست

دهنی همچو عیش عاشق تنگ
دو لبش با سرشک او یکرنگ

غبغبش بود با ذقن به دو نیم
سیبی از میوه زار باغ نعیم

بر لبش همچو خضر تازه نبات
آمده تر برون ز آب حیات

متناسب ز فرق تا به قدم
متواضع ز شاه تا به حشم

هم ادب هم جمال با هم داشت
آنچه بیرون ازین بود کم داشت

در ادای حقوق خدمت شاه
ننشستی ز پای بیگه و گاه

خاطر شاه بود شیفته اش
وز جمال و ادب فریفته اش

یک شبی شه به بزم باده نشست
یافت تأثیر باده بر وی دست

دست عشقش بتافت دامن عقل
شوق وصلش بسوخت خرمن عقل

نقد جان در ره نیاز نهاد
چشم بر طلعت ایاز گشاد

دید زلفی که از بناگوشش
سرنگون سر نهاده بر دوشش

بند در بند و حلقه در حلقه
بند صد جان و دل به هر حلقه

سنبل خم گرفته تاب زده
حلقه بر روی آفتاب زده

خواست تا بر میان به هر تاری
بندد از دست عشق زناری

رسم دین از میانه برگیرد
شیوه کافری ز سر گیرد

عصمتش بانگ زد که هان محمود
سایه ات باد بر جهان ممدود

پیش ازان کت به کفر افتد کار
تیغ برکش به قطع این زنار

خجنر اندر کف ایاز نهاد
گفت کن لطف هر چه باداباد

قطع کن این کمند مشکین را
ور نه بر باد می دهم دین را

گفت ایاز از کجا برم ای شاه
تا که باشد به موجب دلخواه

گفت از نیمه زانکه نیمشب است
رفته یک نیمه زین شب طرب است

سازش از نیم زلف خویش تمام
تا رسیم از شب تمام به کام

چون ایاز این سخن ز شاه شنید
نیمی از زلف خویشتن ببرید

بوسه داد و به پیش شاه نهاد
شاه دست کرم به بذل گشاد

ریخت چندان در و زر و گوهر
بهر فرمان شنیدنش بر سر

که دگر پیش آن شه والا
نتوانست کرد سر بالا

شب بدینها به آخر انجامید
هر کس از شغل خود بیارامید

کرد بر شاه زور مستی و خواب
سر به بالین نهاد مست و خراب

خواب شب کرد و صبحدم برخاست
با نسیم سحر به هم برخاست

از حدیث شبانه یاد آورد
روز بد را ترانه یاد آورد

زلف ببریده را گرفت به دست
همچو ماتم رسیدگان بنشست

با دل خویش برگرفت خروش
که چه بد بود آنچه کردم دوش

بود عمر دراز زلف ایاز
روی برتافتم ز عمر دراز

نیمی از عمر خویش کم کردم
بر خود و عمر خود ستم کردم

صبر و هوشش فتاده در کم و کاست
گه به جا می نشست و گه می خاست

روز بگذشت و او قرار نیافت
هیچ کس ز اهل بار بار نیافت

بر در بار جمله صف بستند
منتظر بهر بار بنشستند

عنصری را شدند راهنمای
که برو خویش را به شاه نمای

بو که این عقده را گشاد دهی
رنج و اندوه او به باد دهی

عنصری را چو دید شاه از دور
گفت هستم ز شغل دوش نفور

حسب حالم ترانه ای ده ساز
که به عیش شبانم آیم باز

گفت شاها به باغ ملک تو در
هست سروی ایاز تازه و تر

دل پریشان مکن که گستاخی
برد از سرو تازه بر شاخی

باغبان سرو را چو پیراید
جز به پیراستن نیاراید

یک دوبیتی هم اندرین معنا
کرد بر مطربان شاه املا

در حریفان فتاد جوش و خروش
برگرفتند بانگ نوشانوش

وقت شه زان ترانه خرم شد
ساغر خرمی دمادم شد

دست همت ز تاج و تخت فشاند
عنصری را به پیش تخت نشاند

داد فرمان که گوهر آوردند
دهنش را سه باره پر کردند

آن دهانی که ریخت بر وی در
ساختش از سه باره گوهر پر

رفت آن عقد گوهرش ز دهان
ماند این سفته در به گوش جهان

آنچه باقی اگر چه خاک در است
به ز فانی اگر چه گنج زر است

English translation

«If the flaw of the beloved's lock is from its reduction, Where is the place for sitting and rising in grief? It is the time for joy, cheer, and demanding wine, For the adornment of the cypress is also from pruning.»

Ayaz was distinguished in his beauty Among all the beauties of China and Taraz. A sun from the heaven of hope, A cypress from the garden of eternal mercy. His forehead was the light of the morning of prosperity, His work was the day of illuminating the state. His eyebrow was the Qiblah of the pure-hearted, The arch of the mihrab of the worship-minded. His eye was a lion-catching wild gazelle, The trait of lions broke down before it. A mouth tight like the joy of a lover, His two lips of one color with his tears. His double chin with his chin was halved, An apple from the orchard of the garden of Na'im. Upon his lip, like Khidr, fresh herbs Came out wet from the Water of Life. Proportionate from head to toe, Humble from the king to the retinue. He possessed both manners and beauty together, Whatever was outside of this, he lacked little. In fulfilling the rights of serving the king, He did not sit from his feet night and day. The king's heart was infatuated with him, And fascinated by his beauty and manners. One night the king sat at the wine banquet, The effect of the wine gained hand over him. The hand of his love twisted the skirt of reason, The desire for their union burnt the harvest of reason. He placed the coin of his soul on the path of need, He opened his eyes to the countenance of Ayaz. He saw a lock of hair from his temple, Overturned and laid upon his shoulder. Knot within knot and ring within ring, The bond of a hundred souls and hearts in every ring. A twisted, bent hyacinth, Casting a ring upon the face of the sun. He wanted, with every single thread on his waist, To bind a Christian girdle from the hand of love. To remove the custom of religion from the midst, And start the way of infidelity anew. His chastity cried out: 'Beware, O Mahmud! May your shadow be extended over the world. Before your affair falls into infidelity, Draw your sword to cut this girdle.' He placed a dagger in Ayaz's palm, Said, 'Do me a favor, let come what may. Cut this musky snare, Or else I shall blow my religion to the wind.' Ayaz said, 'From where shall I cut it, O King, To be according to your desire?' He said, 'From the half, because it is midnight, One half of this night of joy has passed. Make your arrangement complete from half of your lock, So that we may reach our desire from the complete night.' When Ayaz heard this speech from the king, He cut half of his own lock. He kissed it and placed it before the king, The king opened his hand of generosity to bestow. He poured so much pearls, gold, and jewels, For his obedience upon his head, That before that exalted king, He could no longer raise his head. The night ended with these, Everyone rested from their work. The strength of intoxication and sleep overcame the king, He placed his head on the pillow, drunk and ruined. He slept the night, and arose at dawn, He arose together with the morning breeze. He remembered the nightly event, The bad day brought back the song. He took the cut lock in his hand, He sat like those stricken with mourning. He raised a cry to his own heart, 'How bad was what I did last night! The long life was the lock of Ayaz, I turned away from the long life. I reduced half of my own life, I committed injustice upon myself and my life.' His patience and intellect fell into decrease and lack, Sometimes he sat down, and sometimes he rose. The day passed and he found no peace, None of the courtiers obtained an audience. At the court gate, they all lined up, Waiting for the audience, they sat. They guided Unsuri, Saying, 'Go, present yourself to the king. Perhaps you may untie this knot, And blow his pain and grief to the wind.' When the king saw Unsuri from afar, He said, 'I am disgusted with last night's deed. Compose a song suited to my state, So that I may return to the joy of my nights.' He said, 'O King, in the garden of your kingdom, There is a fresh and moist cypress: Ayaz. Do not distress your heart that a boldness Broke a branch from the fresh cypress. When the gardener prunes the cypress, He adorns it with nothing but pruning.' He dictated a double-verse likewise in this meaning To the musicians of the king. A clamor and shout fell among the companions, They raised the cry of drinking wine. The king's time became joyful from that song, The cup of joy became full to the brim. He shook his hand of ambition off the crown and throne, He seated Unsuri before the throne. He ordered to bring jewels, They filled his mouth three times. That mouth on which they poured pearls, Made it full of three-fold jewels. That necklace of jewels went from his mouth, But this pierced pearl remained in the ear of the world. What remains, although it is the dust of the door, Is better than the fleeting, even if it is a treasure of gold.

Updated 2026-07-07

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